Lonely Cat Just Needed Some TLC

For this young cat, separation from her person produced such anxiety that she was unable to eat, pee or poop. Fortunately, once she told me what the problem was, the fix was easy and immediate.

My friend, Leighana (isn't that a beautiful name?) asked me to check in with her young cat, Ayla. Leighana needed to be away from home for a few days and her daughter, who had been taking care of Ay;a, reported that Ayla wasn't peeing or pooping. Not good news!

I connected with Ayla and began typing out my report, which is the way I conduct animal communication sessions, alone at my computer, looking a photo of the animal on my screen. This is how it went:

I sense Ayla suspended mid-air in a non-threatening but confusing environment, not in the Earth dimension. I ask, “Ayla, what’s causing your sense of being suspended in mid-air?”

She answers in a small, frightened voice, “ This is all so confusing. Nothing is where it’s supposed t be, most of all, me. Where am I? Where is my home?”

“You’re in your Earth home, Ayla,” I say. Can you focus on a comfortable place you like to hang out?”

“On her lap!” she says.

“So can you imagine yourself on her lap now?” I ask.

She closes her eyes and says, “Yes, but it’s not the same thing., It’s not real.”

“Sometimes we have to pretend that something I real in order to feel its effects, which ARE real,” I say.

She jumps down from the perch from which she has been suspended and walks around, looking. “Where is she?” she asks.

“Leighana has gone away for  few days and she loves you and wants to know if you are OK. What shall I tell her?”

“I’m scared!” she says. “It doesn’t feel right and I just need her being near me!”

“She’ll come home soon,” I say. “Can you tell me why you haven’t peed or pooped or eaten in a few days? Are you sick? Is something not working right with your body?”

She pays attention to her body and says, “Everything is in a holding pattern, waiting.”

“Ayla,” I say, “that’s not a good idea. Your body needs to get rid of waste and it also needs food. Do you think you could relax a little so you can at least pee and poop?”

She goes into a little trance where it seems she is relaxing. I hear a sound like a howl (what? She’s not a dog! But yes, a howl) There is a kind of journey being made through a mountain tunnel of sound and vibration. Something comes through the tunnel to where she is lying down, passively waiting. This entity settles into her and she goes to sleep. The energy that has entered her moves through her body doing an internal massage of her muscles and organs, and she dreams of playing in the sunshine, and she hears your voice cooing to her. Her body is relaxing and the energy is moving through her more quickly and lightly, like a song. It moves from her head to her tail exerting light pressure on her physical being, then lifts itself back up to her head and does it again and again, like someone is petting her top to bottom from within. She sighs deeply a few times and now she feels energy in her feet, the energy of feeling connected to the Earth. She wakes up and feels her body specifically, no longer feeling that she is suspended in mid-air.

“Can you go to your kitty litter box and pee and poop now?” I ask.

She says, “I feel my body is alive again,” she says. “I’m hungry!”

“Good!” I say. “Take some deep breaths and open your eyes wide, and look around. Imagine Leighana sitting where it’s easy for you to sit on her lap. She will be home in a few days, and in the meantime you can sit on her daughter’s lap when she comes to attend to your needs. Does that sound doable?”

“The daughter isn’t like her mom,” she says. “There’s no connection that warms my body.”

“I’m sorry about that,” I say. “Please drink some water and help your body pee and poop, OK?”

“Maybe,” she says.

I feel very strongly that your daughter should make time to sit with her on her lap, and allow some time for this without feeling pressured to leave. I understand that she has a schedule but Ayla needs someone who loves her to sit with her and sing to her, so that vibrations of peacefulness and of one living being to another will help her body relax.

I sent this off to Leighana and heard back from her the next day. She wrote, "I shared your reading with my friend Valerie, who spent the day with Ayla loving her and playing with her and Ayla ate, peed and pooped.  Today, Marissa stopped over for a quickie. Ayla had eaten and peed and pooped."

Victory! It's so good to feel useful.